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| A Return Home, Only Time Will Tell Written by: Mario Vitale Oh blessed hope ! Both hardly a believable dream, Sweltering heat with bloodshed in the street... Send the troops home ! There is no clear reason for them to roam.., These are desolate times ! For we have chosen ill faded rhymes.., The casualties are enormous ? For a stated cause that clearly atrocious.., A mother's cry as the door chime rings, A vanishing salute to freedom as the church choir sings ! Let us look above to all the heavenly love.., Merciful one, take this chip off my shoulder.., Stop the senseless fighting before our dear nation grows a bit colder, Suddenly, seeds were dropped out of a farmers bag, In time roots spring up fresh out of the fertile soil... As the sun heats up, Time will tell when this harvest will soon boil... In the vast game of life, One's time is so very brief ! The soul yearns for its' heavenly relief.., Share with others who may want to turn over a brand new leaf.., Time will tell of the true importance of helping one another, To never give into the finish line.., Nor harsh criticism that our society puts out ! Like a famous fighter in his final bout ! Time will tell of the return home, To the open arms of a loved one ! |
| I'm official a published poet through publisher Thaddeus Hutyra for the poetry universe. With the Adventures of Poe the Cat (Fairy Tales of cats for children). Pg. 148 (My Little Fur Ball Friend ) : Come hear a tale of love & joy A brook near my home where water flows Filled with field mice drifting as in a maze Mommy & Daddy were by the swing set smiling The day was filled with joy all around Through the window sat my cat named Harriet Her eyes were bright and hair full of fur Nestled beneath her claws was a tiny little toy A squeaky sound that would be all around My little fur ball friend would follow the brook Outside she would hide beneath the front porch Flocks of geese would fly overhead The crows would pick the worms off the ground A beautiful day very cozy & warm My heart raised as the cat would often scream Wanting a treat from mommy cause daddy would often be on the swing A tall drink of water as the cat would wander searching for food 7 things A thoughtful day of love from my fur ball friend For she is a rainbow high above the sky as we sing a sweet tune of peace |
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